Ensnaring Performance’s singing resounded.

It was the same voice, the same style. As soon as the song began, the entire battlefield, where life and death struggles were taking place, came to a halt.

Be it the sect disciples or the skeletons, goosebumps covered their bodies; the skeletons had visible bone spurs standing on end. Everyone shivered as if their soul was frozen in an icy tundra, forgetting about fighting.

Gasp!

Everyone gasped in shock; even the injured individuals sprawled on the ground could not help but tremble.

However, such distractions in battle were deadly. The sect disciples and skeletons only momentarily lost focus before resuming their fight.

However, Ensnaring Performance’s voice rang out again.

“Oh, adorable little skeletons, I am your daddy. Come into my arms and let me braid your hair….”

That singing interrupted the battle again.

Almost simultaneously, all the skeletons turned their gazes towards the intoxicated Ensnaring Performance on the platform.